cok hos bir mogwai sarkisi.insani huzurla mi yoksa huzunle mi dolduruyor kararsizim.
ghosts in the photograph
never lie’d to me.
i’d be all of that
i’d be all of that.
a false memory
would be everything.
a denial my eliminent.
what was that for?
what was that for?
what would you do
if you saw spaceships
over glasgow?
would you fear them?
every aircraft,
every camera,
is a wish that
wasn’t granted.
what was that for?
what was that for?
try to be bad.
try to be bad.
guzel bir modest mouse sarkisi.
i backed my car into a cop car the other day
well he just drove off sometimes life’s ok
i ran my mouth off a bit too much oh what can i say
well you just laughed it off it was all ok
and we’ll all float on ok
and we’ll all float on ok
and we’ll all float on ok
and we’ll all float on any way well
well, a fake jamaican took every last dime with a scam
it was worth it just to learn from sleight-of-hand
bad news comes don’t you worry even when it lands
good news will work its way to all them plans
we both got fired on the exactly the same day
well we’ll float on good news is on the way
and we’ll all float on ok
and we’ll all float on ok
and we’ll all float on ok
and we’ll all float on alright
already we’ll all float on
now don’t worry we’ll all float on
alright already we’ll all float on
alright don’t worry we’ll all float on
and we’ll all float on alright
already we’ll all float on
aliright don’t worry even if things end up a bit to heavy
we’ll all float on alright
already we’ll all float on
alright already we’ll all float on
ok don’t worry we’ll all float on
even if things get heavy we’ll all float on
alright already we’ll all float on
don’t you worry we’ll all float on
all float on
i backed my car into a cop car the other day
well he just drove off sometimes life’s ok
i ran my mouth off a bit too much oh what can i say
well you just laughed it off it was all ok
and we’ll all float on ok
and we’ll all float on ok
and we’ll all float on ok
and we’ll all float on any way well
well, a fake jamaican took every last dime with a scam
it was worth it just to learn from sleight-of-hand
bad news comes don’t you worry even when it lands
good news will work its way to all them plans
we both got fired on the exactly the same day
well we’ll float on good news is on the way
and we’ll all float on ok
and we’ll all float on ok
and we’ll all float on ok
and we’ll all float on alright
already we’ll all float on
now don’t worry we’ll all float on
alright already we’ll all float on
alright don’t worry we’ll all float on
and we’ll all float on alright
already we’ll all float on
aliright don’t worry even if things end up a bit to heavy
we’ll all float on alright
already we’ll all float on
alright already we’ll all float on
ok don’t worry we’ll all float on
even if things get heavy we’ll all float on
alright already we’ll all float on
don’t you worry we’ll all float on
all float on
washington’li indie uclusu modest mouse,1993 yilinda solist,gitarist isaac brock,bas gitarist eric judy ve davulcu jeremiah green tarafindan kurulmustur.
(bkz: float on)
(bkz: the ocean breath salty)
(bkz: float on)
(bkz: the ocean breath salty)
(bkz: modest mouse)
cocuklugunuzda eger kuzeniniz kendi yasitinizsa en iyi arkadasiniz,sizden buyukse idolunuz,sizden kucukse biricik tatlinizdir.ozellikle 18 yasindan sonra kuzenlerle hizli bir yabancilasma icerisine girilir ve 25’ten sonra neredeyse butun baglariniz kopar.
tum ayak islerinizi yaptirabileceginiz,size deliler gibi gonulden bagli,harika bir yardimciya sahip olmaniz demektir.
davetiye
ey benito musolini! ey gayet yuce,
italyanlar basvekili muhterem duce!
duydum ki, yelkenleri edip de fora
gelecekmis ordularin yesil bosfora.
buyursunlar... bizim icin savas dugundur;
din arab’in, hukuk sizin, harp turk’lugundur.
aclar nasil bir istekle kosarsa asa
turk eri de oyle gider kanli savasa.
hem karadan, hem denizden ordular indir!
carpisalim, en dogru soz sungulerindir!
kalem, firca, mermer nedir? birer oyuncak!
saheserler sungtilerle yazilir ancak!
cagri beg’le tugrul beg’in kurdugu devlet
italyali melezlerden usttundur elbet;
bizim eski usaklari alda yanina
balkanlardan dogru yuru er meydanina;
celik zirhli kartallari goklere saldir...
fakat zafer sizin icin soz ve masaldir...
dirilerek basiniza gecse de sezar
yine olur anadolu size bir mezar.
belki fazla bel bagladin simal komsuna,
biz guleriz cermenligin kudurusuna,
taniyoruz atilla’dan beri cermeni,
farkli midir prusyali yahut ermeni?
senin dostun cermanyaya biz nemse deriz,
bir gun yine bec onunde dugun ederiz.
soyle, kara gomlekliler etmesin keder;
olum-dirim savas bir gun mukadder!
gerci bugun eskisinden daha cok diksin;
fakat yine biz osmanli, sen venediksin!
tarihteki eski roma hos bir hayaldir,
hayal butun insanlarda olan bir haldir.
bu hayaller zamanlari hizla asmali,
gok turklerle romalilar karsiiasmali!
gormuyorsan gonilumuzun icini, korsun!
kiliclarimiz kinlarindan cikmayagorsun!
top sesleri, bomba sesi bize saz gelir;
17’ye karsi 44 milyon az gelir.
arnavud’u yendim diye kendini avut,
yigit turkle bir olur mu soysuz arnavut?
kayalara carpmalidir korkunc turkuler!
dalmalidir govdelere ceiik sunguler!
sert dipcikler ezmelidir nice baslari!
ecel kusu ayirmali arkadaslari!
en yigitler serilmeli en once yere!
kizil kanlar yerde tasip olmali dere!
ulku denen nazli gelin erde san ister!
buyuk devlet kurmak icin buyuk kan ister.
damarinda var mi senin boyle bol kanin?
turkun kani bir esidir lavli volkanin!
tarihteki eski roma hos bir hayaldir,
kurulacak yeni roma bos bir hayaldir,
karsisinda olmasaydi sanli ’turk budun’
belki gercek olacakti bir gun umudun,
insan ogiu umitlerle dolup tasmali,
aryalarla turanlilar karsilamali.
tabiatin yuruyusu belki yavastir;
hiz verecek biricik sey ona savastir!
keskin olur iikorlerden ayranla kimiz,
karnera’yi yere serer tekirdag’limiz.
yurdumuzun cok tarafi olsa da kuru
makarnadan kuvvetlidir yine bulguru...
biz guleriz facyo’larin felsefesine,
dayanir mi kirki bir tek turk efesine?
bizim yanik fuzuli’miz engin biz deniz!
karsisinda bir gol kalir sizin dante’niz!
bizler ulu bir cinariz, sizler sarmasik!
’generaller ’pasalarla atamaz asik! ..
ey italyan basvekili! ey musolini!
iki irkin kabarmali asirlik kini...
hesabinii gorecegiz elbette yarin
yedi yuzlu, yedi dilli italyan’larin!
irkinizi hice saydi hazreti fatih.
biraz daha yasasaydi hazreti fatih
ne venedik kalacakti, ne floransa...
hos geldiniz diyecekti bize fransa!
haydi, hamle kafirindir... ilkonce sen gel
ecel ile zaman bize olmadan engel!
burda tanklar yurumezse etme cok tasa;
sungtilerle carpismadir savasta yasa.
olma boyle sinsi cakal, yahut engerek!
bozkurt gibi, kartal gibi dogusmek gerek!
kilic arslan oldu sanma, yasiyor bizde!
atila’nin atesi var icimizde!
kanije’nin gazileri daha dipdiri!
sinirdadir pilevne’nin kirk bir askeri!
edirne’de sukru pasa bekliyor nobet!
dumlupinar denen seyi bilirsin elbet!
sehitlerden elli milyon bekacisi olan
asilmaz bir kayadir bu ebedi vatan!
ey benito musolini! ey gayet yuce,
italyanlar basvekili muhterem duce!
duydum ki, yelkenleri edip de fora
gelecekmis ordularin yesil bosfora.
buyursunlar... bizim icin savas dugundur;
din arab’in, hukuk sizin, harp turk’lugundur.
aclar nasil bir istekle kosarsa asa
turk eri de oyle gider kanli savasa.
hem karadan, hem denizden ordular indir!
carpisalim, en dogru soz sungulerindir!
kalem, firca, mermer nedir? birer oyuncak!
saheserler sungtilerle yazilir ancak!
cagri beg’le tugrul beg’in kurdugu devlet
italyali melezlerden usttundur elbet;
bizim eski usaklari alda yanina
balkanlardan dogru yuru er meydanina;
celik zirhli kartallari goklere saldir...
fakat zafer sizin icin soz ve masaldir...
dirilerek basiniza gecse de sezar
yine olur anadolu size bir mezar.
belki fazla bel bagladin simal komsuna,
biz guleriz cermenligin kudurusuna,
taniyoruz atilla’dan beri cermeni,
farkli midir prusyali yahut ermeni?
senin dostun cermanyaya biz nemse deriz,
bir gun yine bec onunde dugun ederiz.
soyle, kara gomlekliler etmesin keder;
olum-dirim savas bir gun mukadder!
gerci bugun eskisinden daha cok diksin;
fakat yine biz osmanli, sen venediksin!
tarihteki eski roma hos bir hayaldir,
hayal butun insanlarda olan bir haldir.
bu hayaller zamanlari hizla asmali,
gok turklerle romalilar karsiiasmali!
gormuyorsan gonilumuzun icini, korsun!
kiliclarimiz kinlarindan cikmayagorsun!
top sesleri, bomba sesi bize saz gelir;
17’ye karsi 44 milyon az gelir.
arnavud’u yendim diye kendini avut,
yigit turkle bir olur mu soysuz arnavut?
kayalara carpmalidir korkunc turkuler!
dalmalidir govdelere ceiik sunguler!
sert dipcikler ezmelidir nice baslari!
ecel kusu ayirmali arkadaslari!
en yigitler serilmeli en once yere!
kizil kanlar yerde tasip olmali dere!
ulku denen nazli gelin erde san ister!
buyuk devlet kurmak icin buyuk kan ister.
damarinda var mi senin boyle bol kanin?
turkun kani bir esidir lavli volkanin!
tarihteki eski roma hos bir hayaldir,
kurulacak yeni roma bos bir hayaldir,
karsisinda olmasaydi sanli ’turk budun’
belki gercek olacakti bir gun umudun,
insan ogiu umitlerle dolup tasmali,
aryalarla turanlilar karsilamali.
tabiatin yuruyusu belki yavastir;
hiz verecek biricik sey ona savastir!
keskin olur iikorlerden ayranla kimiz,
karnera’yi yere serer tekirdag’limiz.
yurdumuzun cok tarafi olsa da kuru
makarnadan kuvvetlidir yine bulguru...
biz guleriz facyo’larin felsefesine,
dayanir mi kirki bir tek turk efesine?
bizim yanik fuzuli’miz engin biz deniz!
karsisinda bir gol kalir sizin dante’niz!
bizler ulu bir cinariz, sizler sarmasik!
’generaller ’pasalarla atamaz asik! ..
ey italyan basvekili! ey musolini!
iki irkin kabarmali asirlik kini...
hesabinii gorecegiz elbette yarin
yedi yuzlu, yedi dilli italyan’larin!
irkinizi hice saydi hazreti fatih.
biraz daha yasasaydi hazreti fatih
ne venedik kalacakti, ne floransa...
hos geldiniz diyecekti bize fransa!
haydi, hamle kafirindir... ilkonce sen gel
ecel ile zaman bize olmadan engel!
burda tanklar yurumezse etme cok tasa;
sungtilerle carpismadir savasta yasa.
olma boyle sinsi cakal, yahut engerek!
bozkurt gibi, kartal gibi dogusmek gerek!
kilic arslan oldu sanma, yasiyor bizde!
atila’nin atesi var icimizde!
kanije’nin gazileri daha dipdiri!
sinirdadir pilevne’nin kirk bir askeri!
edirne’de sukru pasa bekliyor nobet!
dumlupinar denen seyi bilirsin elbet!
sehitlerden elli milyon bekacisi olan
asilmaz bir kayadir bu ebedi vatan!
eski sevgilinizin-tabi hala unutamadiysaniz-resmini monitorun yanina yerlestirip,insanlarin sosyallesip kaynastigi bir cumartesi gecesinde alkol esliginde entry girmektir.
ntv’nin murat kosova ile birlikte turk basinina kazandirdigi spor spikerlerinden biri.sempatik goruntusu ve heyecanli mac anlatimlariyla sevdigimiz bir kisidir.bir donem formula 1 yarislarini da anlatmaktaydi ntv’de.
bal kabagini harika bir arabaya,fareleri arabanin suruculerine,guvercinleri arabaya kosulacak muhtesem atlara donusturen,super bir iyilik perisinin karsisina cikmasi sonucu hayati degisen sansli masal kahramani.
bir ara best fm’de melon sapka diye bir dj vardi,hos programlar yapardi yanilmiyorsam.simdi ne alemde bilmiyorum.
(bkz: cimri)
fenerbahce’nin olimpiyat stadinda everton ile oynadigi hazirlik macinda tribunde silahla yaralanan bir taraftar yuzunden aldigi ceza nedeniyle seyircisiz oynanan mac.an itibariyle diyarbakirspor 2-1 onde goturmektedir maci.
michael jordan,karl malone,david robinson gibi nba efsanelerinin abd milli takimi formasi giydigi donemde abd basketbol milli takimina verilen ad.gunumuzde arjantin,brezilya gibi guney amerika ulkeleri ve avrupali bir cok ulke abd ile basabas mucadele edebilecek guce erismistir,ruya takimin eski havasi kalmamistir.
kurt cobain’in pek icli okudugu,guzel bir nirvana sarkisi.
my girl my girl don t lie to me
tell me where did you sleep last night
in the pines, in the pines
where the sun don’t ever shine
i would shiver the whole night through
my girl, my girl, where will you go
i’m going where the cold wind blows
in the pines, in the pines
where the sun don’t ever shine
i would shiver the whole night through
her husband, was a hard working man
just about a mile from here
his head was found in a driving wheel
but his body never was found
my girl, my girl, don’t lie to me
tell me where did you sleep last night
in the pines, in the pines
where the sun don’t ever shine
i would shiver the whole night through
my girl, my girl, where will you go
i’m going where the cold wind blows
in the pines, in the pines
where the sun don’t ever shine
i would shiver the whole night through
my girl, my girl, don’t lie to me
tell me where did you sleep last night
in the pines, in the pines
where the sun don’t ever shine
i would shiver the whole night through
my girl, my girl, where will you go
i’m going where the cold wind blows
in the pines, in the pines
where the sun don’t ever shine
i would shiver the whole night through
my girl my girl don t lie to me
tell me where did you sleep last night
in the pines, in the pines
where the sun don’t ever shine
i would shiver the whole night through
my girl, my girl, where will you go
i’m going where the cold wind blows
in the pines, in the pines
where the sun don’t ever shine
i would shiver the whole night through
her husband, was a hard working man
just about a mile from here
his head was found in a driving wheel
but his body never was found
my girl, my girl, don’t lie to me
tell me where did you sleep last night
in the pines, in the pines
where the sun don’t ever shine
i would shiver the whole night through
my girl, my girl, where will you go
i’m going where the cold wind blows
in the pines, in the pines
where the sun don’t ever shine
i would shiver the whole night through
my girl, my girl, don’t lie to me
tell me where did you sleep last night
in the pines, in the pines
where the sun don’t ever shine
i would shiver the whole night through
my girl, my girl, where will you go
i’m going where the cold wind blows
in the pines, in the pines
where the sun don’t ever shine
i would shiver the whole night through
anathema’nin en guzel parcalarindan biri.
as i drift away... far away from you,
i feel all alone in a crowded room,
thinking to myself
"there’s no escape from this
fear
regret
loneliness... "
visions of love and hate
a collage behind my eyes
remnants of dying laughter
echoes of silent cries
i wish i didn’t know now what
i never knew then...
flashback
memories punish me again.
sometimes i remember all the pain
that i have seen.
sometimes i wonder what might
have been...
visions of love and hate
a collage behind my eyes
remnants of dying laughter
echoes os silent cries
and sometimes i despair
at who i’ve become
i have to come to terms
with what i’ve done
the bittersweet taste of fate
we can’t outrun the past
destined to find an answer
a strength i never lost
i know there is a way,
my future is not set,
for the tide has turned
but still i never learned to live
without regret
as i drift away... far away from you,
i feel all alone in a crowded room,
thinking to myself
"there’s no escape from this
fear
regret
loneliness... "
visions of love and hate
a collage behind my eyes
remnants of dying laughter
echoes of silent cries
i wish i didn’t know now what
i never knew then...
flashback
memories punish me again.
sometimes i remember all the pain
that i have seen.
sometimes i wonder what might
have been...
visions of love and hate
a collage behind my eyes
remnants of dying laughter
echoes os silent cries
and sometimes i despair
at who i’ve become
i have to come to terms
with what i’ve done
the bittersweet taste of fate
we can’t outrun the past
destined to find an answer
a strength i never lost
i know there is a way,
my future is not set,
for the tide has turned
but still i never learned to live
without regret
1996’da glasgow’da kurulan iskoc grup."get me away from here,i am dying","beautiful","i dont love anyone" gibi guzel sarkilar yapmislardir.
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